Ane Wa Yan Patched -

Ane— I have been away ten winters and three summers. I gathered pieces to build something new, but my hands kept thinking of the places I learned to be brave. If you will, meet me by the old mill at noon. I have something to show you. — Yan

“No,” Yan replied, taking her hand. “Thank you for letting me come.” ane wa yan patched

Ane sliced the envelope open. Inside, a single scrap of paper: Ane— I have been away ten winters and three summers